Where is my magic wand

As the days tick by since my girls dad left for San Fran my heart is sure heavy and I find myself asking where is my magic wand. I so wished for the many friends I know who are going through tough times that I had a magic wand. I find myself literally aching inside and yearning wishing I could change the horrible reality that I and my friends face. We all still having to go on, pressing forward trying to keep our homes, find jobs and be brave for our families. My amazing friend in Ohio who is British yesterday when I said I want my wand I want a wand to change all this mess her reply "we're going to build you a wand" it might not have meant anything to her but to me it meant the world. My heart is broken, heavy and I feel exhausted but her faith in the fact of making a new life for me gave me hope. Maybe I just have a tiny stick in my hand right now but if I take some baby steps and have faith I can build my wand to change not my life but others around and then my heart will not be so heavy. So find a person who can encourage you and help you believe you can build your wand. I am more than blessed that my friend Diane through thick and thin see

s the best in me I will never forget the day my brother died and how she listened for hours as I sobbed and how she just made me feel so not alone. The comradeship of being friends, from England, divorced and often feeling alone allows us to hold each other up and laugh together and know that we will always be there for each other. So hold onto that stick because one day it will be a wand that will change the world you see..